My Brother called me and at the end of our conversation he said, in that off-hand way that all men say things to women they care about:
Brother: Stay out of trouble.
Petty: I think you should tell me that more often.
Brother: Yeah, riiiight.
Petty: No really. It might help.
No, really, Brother, maybe knowing that you care might have punctured through the prescription drug-induced haze.
Monday, June 1, 2009
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